Odometer 53677 miles
Trip Meter 165 miles
We decided to take the coastal route, at least for the first couple hundred miles. We were all ready. Really! Stayed overnight in the coach in the driveway, car hooked up, wake up and hit the road. Not so fast! Now all of a sudden the turn signals on the car are not responding to inputs from the bus. Grrr! It's a brand new cable- we tried it out and it worked great yesterday- now what?? An hour of testing this and that, a phone call to my good friend and fixer Mike and they are working again- not really sure what made it happen- but taking my luck where I can get it.
It's been raining all night and it's still raining- off we go.
The Southern Oregon coast is beautiful, especially this section from Port Orford to Brookings. Rain not withstanding, we are thoroughly enjoying this. The windshield is like a gigantic HD TV- no even better than that. We get to watch the scenery slide by.
Once we get to the Oregon border we cross the Smith River bridge and slide into a redwood forest with tall trees flanking both sides of the road for miles and miles. The sky is getting lighter and there are occasional streaks of sunlight! By the time we get through Crescent City, the sky is a pale blue- much better!
Stretches of Highway 101 from Crescent City to Arcata are under construction and there are many places where the traffic is down to one lane metered first north then south by traffic lights. The road bed clings to the hillside (cliff side) high above the surf breaking on rocks below- until it doesn't.
When the road slides out it's Caltrans's job to pin it back in place.
We arrived in Blue Lake at my sister's house at around one in the afternoon and, as usual, we set up in the street below her house (it's not a busy street)
Phebe had lunch ready and we had a very good time eating and talking well into the night. Sometime in the late afternoon the rain we left in Port Orford caught up to us again and it rained most of the afternoon and night.
We woke up Sunday to a light over cast and the sun was shining before we were hitched up and ready to leave. After a delicious breakfast in Phebe's kitchen, we fussed with the electrical cable to the toad car, and finally got all the light working.
After too short a visit, we said our good byes and headed east on Cal 299 east towards Redding and the I-5 corridor.
California 299 climbs almost immediately, going from sea level to the top of 2,263 foot high, Lord Ellis Pass. The scenery is just incredible, especially now with the bright golden madrones, alders and birches augmenting the dark green firs, redwoods, and pines.
did I mention that the skies were cloudless and the sun was warm, streaming through the windows of our motorhome? We no sooner descend Lord Ellis than we start to climb Berry Summit at 2,803 feet. Welcome to the Coast Range.
Just out of Willow Creek, we pick up the Trinity River and follow this ribbon of tumbling ice blue water all the way to Weaverville. The scenery proves too much and we just have to stop to take photos and check out the flora along the banks of the river.
Climbing still we chug to the top of the 2,888 foot high Oregon Mountain Summit and descend into the small town of Weaverville
Trip Meter 165 miles
We decided to take the coastal route, at least for the first couple hundred miles. We were all ready. Really! Stayed overnight in the coach in the driveway, car hooked up, wake up and hit the road. Not so fast! Now all of a sudden the turn signals on the car are not responding to inputs from the bus. Grrr! It's a brand new cable- we tried it out and it worked great yesterday- now what?? An hour of testing this and that, a phone call to my good friend and fixer Mike and they are working again- not really sure what made it happen- but taking my luck where I can get it.
It's been raining all night and it's still raining- off we go.
The Southern Oregon coast is beautiful, especially this section from Port Orford to Brookings. Rain not withstanding, we are thoroughly enjoying this. The windshield is like a gigantic HD TV- no even better than that. We get to watch the scenery slide by.
Once we get to the Oregon border we cross the Smith River bridge and slide into a redwood forest with tall trees flanking both sides of the road for miles and miles. The sky is getting lighter and there are occasional streaks of sunlight! By the time we get through Crescent City, the sky is a pale blue- much better!
Stretches of Highway 101 from Crescent City to Arcata are under construction and there are many places where the traffic is down to one lane metered first north then south by traffic lights. The road bed clings to the hillside (cliff side) high above the surf breaking on rocks below- until it doesn't.
When the road slides out it's Caltrans's job to pin it back in place.
We arrived in Blue Lake at my sister's house at around one in the afternoon and, as usual, we set up in the street below her house (it's not a busy street)
Phebe had lunch ready and we had a very good time eating and talking well into the night. Sometime in the late afternoon the rain we left in Port Orford caught up to us again and it rained most of the afternoon and night.
We woke up Sunday to a light over cast and the sun was shining before we were hitched up and ready to leave. After a delicious breakfast in Phebe's kitchen, we fussed with the electrical cable to the toad car, and finally got all the light working.
After too short a visit, we said our good byes and headed east on Cal 299 east towards Redding and the I-5 corridor.
did I mention that the skies were cloudless and the sun was warm, streaming through the windows of our motorhome? We no sooner descend Lord Ellis than we start to climb Berry Summit at 2,803 feet. Welcome to the Coast Range.
Entering Willow Creek, CA on Hwy 299 |
We descended the pass, down into the small town of Willow Creek, CA, elevation 610 feet. We have explored here before, and as much as we would enjoy doing so again, we are heading over the Sierras and into Nevada before turning south, and winter is already late for these parts. We decide not to press our luck any farther.
Trinity River |
Climbing still we chug to the top of the 2,888 foot high Oregon Mountain Summit and descend into the small town of Weaverville
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